Fabian's attention snapped toward the sound of his surname. He'd only had a couple drinks and he still felt sober. He was acutely aware of his wand in his pocket... but he made no move for it yet. If a fight could be avoided, he was going to avoid it. Especially with his cousin here. For a moment, his eyes flicked at Amelia and he gave only the quickest warning look before he returned his attention to the opposing twins. "I think you two are a bit lost," he drawled. "The sign clearly says no animals allowed."
All right, so avoiding a fight didn't mean stop antagonizing. At least not in Fabian's world. With any luck, they'd just leave.